Young Writers Society

"I'll give you 20 minutes to finish." Lee announced to the class.

"Will it contribute to our grade?" a somewhat scared student asked.

"Well, that'll depend on my mood" the teacher replied. Not really. He had already decided it would.

Lee sat down. Maybe he could get some work done while the students were working. Maybe correct a few tests from one of the other classes he taught.

It wasn't until he put the stack of papers on top of the desk that his phone started to vibrate.

He unlocked it and looked at the notification that said he had a new message.

It was Mark. The message read:

"can you call me? i lost my phone in my bed"

It took Lee a moment to try and not laugh at the message the other teacher had sent.

He looked around at the students focusing on their work, then proceeded to lower his gaze to the phone and type:

"Am I the only friend you have?"

"Wait how are you messaging me?"

"iMessage. laptop."

Lee hid the hand holding the phone further below the desk.

"I'm not calling you. I'm in class."

"Oh come on babe dont be like that."

"Wait. Youre in class lol way to be a rebel."

"I'm a bad influence"

"Don't flatter yourself" Lee might have been smiling at that point but he would deny it if someone pointed it out.

"Or you might just be tired of that so called subject you teach" He wasn't in the mood to fight about that.

"Don't go there, you want me to help you find your phone or nah"

"Pls do." Text message grammar at its finest.

Lee looked around again. Everyone's working. He looked over to the hand under the table, he went over his contacts and taped Mark's. It rang once, twice, thrice, and the person on the other side hung up.

There's a new message.

"Thanks dude"

"What are you doing in bed anyway"

"Morning off" He did have Wednesday mornings off.

"But Im so used to waking up at dawn that I cant sleep in. what has this job done to me, lee?"

"Don't worry. Soon enough you'll go back to your lazy cat self."

"U allergic to cats tho"

"Then get away from me."

"Youre cruel, you know that?"

Lee actually laughed at that. He stopped himself and scanned the room again. None of the students seemed to mind him, one of them though was looking at his own crotch and smiling.

"Hey" Lee rose his voice "Don't text in my class!"

Oh, the sweet hypocrisy of being a teacher.

There was a new notification on his phone.

"Lee"

"That thing you call a goddaughter changed 'how are you' to 'nice ass' on my auto correct"

"Tell that little piglet to stay away from my phone pls thnks"